Monte Carlo

in #poetry6 years ago

Peace
in silence
from head to toe.
The sea -
not stain.
People are sleeping.
The horses are asleep.
Sleeps -
Nice.
Only
at night
in black gauze
lights
flare brightly -
it's racing
to Monte Carlo
motor transport
the highest brand.
Smoke over the sea -
fluff as if,
continuing to wrangle,
this
includes
yachts
in the coves,
bringing the Americans.
Palaces
and palazzo

monk's prince

...

Sheep of the world,
shake your shave!
Are provided
for years
years
eighty-seven,
blow
peak ladies,
blasting
in one hundred systems.
Demonstrating the renewal,
winning peep,
beside
with the lady of diamonds
blows
yaro
lady of clubs.
As if
mountains fat,
blowing,
cheeks are heavy,
real,
living
and aces
and kings.
Ball
jumps on a roulette,
arms
sypyat
Franks in the cells,
rub
cards
sheet about leaf.
Blowing
pocket
credit cards in thickness

  • at least take it
    him
    to the touch! -
    here he is -
    capitalist.
    Here he is,
    here he is -
    a thief and a quitter -
    of
    slackers, crooks,
    is a mosque
    with a lodger
    decks,
    peace
    robbed
    dividing.
    To post
    On the Sunset,
    brain
    by calculations,
    aggravating
    branches network,
    with a loss
    to hang out.
    Zaprud
    in the morning
    gambling itching,
    will come out
    and crawl.
    Having seen
    morning lane,
    they creep,
    and I'm crawling.
    Through the stars
    the morning flowed;
    dawn
    wove
    transparent, alo,
    and mud
    in a pink paper
    on the grandeur of Monte Carlo
    poganenkie montekarliki.
    1929

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